Text race history for Meg (meganxjordan)

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There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain you will not understand. This is not how I am.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1346 2015-01-03 03:13:09 91.89 95%
992 2014-11-03 01:16:03 67.88 90%
743 2012-09-22 16:46:19 78.63 94%
645 2012-02-16 23:10:44 77.81 95%
558 2011-02-21 03:31:30 70.24
404 2010-11-20 20:54:34 68.69
224 2010-11-04 13:41:02 65.11
182 2010-10-31 04:20:07 59.84